Mo Chuan finally realized that something was wrong, and the flame in his body that had been extinguished with great difficulty began at some point, and became ready to go again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was a little annoyed, he always couldn't restrain himself like this, and he wouldn't strip for her, and if he continued like this, it wasn't himself who suffered?

Just as he was about to leave her, he suddenly froze and stared at her blankly.

Her black waterfall black hair covered the pillow, and her pretty face was extraordinarily white and tender, and she was looking at him for a moment, her big clear and soft eyes were full of water, and her lips were red and bright.

The red wedding dress has fallen apart at some point, her white skin is looming under the loose underwear, and her slightly undulating breasts can be seen through the open neckline, snow-white and delicate......

He suddenly looked away, not daring to look any further, his heart was already beating out of his cavity.

She lifted her hand, took his face, and looked him deeply into the eyes.

"Mo Chuan, do you like it? If you like it, take it, I'm yours. She whispered softly.

"......" Mo Chuan couldn't say a word.

His throat was hoarse, his face was as red as the wedding dress beneath her, and his great self-control crumbled before her.

He finally reached out with a trembling palm, and reached through the collar of her underwear, moving down a little.

She just closed her eyes slightly shyly, and her jade-like skin slid under his palm.

"Knock, knock!knock!" his heart beat so fast, his palm was soft, he seemed to feel her heartbeat, as urgent, as fast as his.

His breathing was even more chaotic.

He never knew that her body would be so soft, soft as a pool of water, delicate as a silk, with a melting warmth, he was like fascinated, the fire in his heart burned more and more, and he wanted more and more.

The bodies of the two people were as hot as fire, hugging, kissing, and stroking tightly, they were extremely curious about each other's bodies, and they were full of anticipation and nervousness about what would happen next.

Mo Chuan's body was tense like an open bow, he had no experience at all, he just did it instinctively, sometimes he would hurt her carelessly if he used too much force, she couldn't help frowning, and let out a "hiss" sound, he would stop immediately and ask her, "Does it hurt?"

He was so cautious that he held her in the palm of his hand, reluctant to let her hurt.

But she knew that a woman's first time always had to go through that tearing pain, so that she could remember more vividly that he was her man, the only and only man!

"I don't hurt, if you want to do it, you can do it boldly, don't worry about my feelings. She gasped and whispered in his ear.

He took care of her body like this, which made her embarrassed, and she was not a delicate and fragile glass doll, where could she break if she touched it?

Mo Chuan's body stiffened suddenly, he took a breath and looked at her with lowered eyes.

How could he have done such a thing without caring about her feelings? If he only cared about his own pleasure and did not think at all whether she could bear it, then what difference was he from a beast!

But he really had no experience, and he didn't know what to do to make her comfortable.

He regretted it very much, why he was always buried in the government before, there were obviously many books about this kind of thing in the palace, but he never looked at it.